Little Girl Lost

Little Girl Lost

Disclaimer:

The Alice in WOnderland story is rightful property of Lewis Carol, the person hihgly inspired by the muses to write the classic story that all know and love...and that I'm currently mildly obsessed with at the moment *blushes*

Notes:
1) Alice will not be in this fic but the main character will often be mistaken for her...or will she? Hmmmmm

2) I sugesst reading some of "Rainbow Guard" to get an idea of what led to this story

Rating:
PG for violence, pervsion and all that fun junk
Sorry, this is just the crust of my lemon marengue pie. You'll have to wait for the filling...

With that said and done, I command the story to begin...

Walks up to a giant dong and hits it *BONG*

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Little Girl Lost
10) Their Star
Princess Lemon

Lime continued to lean the way through the woods until Chesire began to gently guide her through the woods untill they came to what looked to be giant oak tree with a door in it. Lime stopped in her tracks and looked at the tree with suspicion.

"What is this place?" she asked warily.
"My home," Chesire said. Lime looked at him surprised as he guided her over to the door and opened it.
"Stay close to me," he said as he wrapped a arm around her shoulders.
"Okay," she said as a light blush colored her cheeks a pale pink color. Chesire didn't notice this as he led the way in and closed the door behind them. No wonder why he said to stay close, it was nearly pitch black inside the tree and Lime couldn't see any windows. While Lime was trouble seeing barely a inch in front of her face, Chesire wasn't having any trouble seeing as how he had a cat's gift to see in the dark which he used to guide them deep into the underground hollow that he called home.

"What would happen if one were open the door without you around?" Lime asked at one point.
"They're end up in another part of Wonderland," he simply said as he found a chair.
"Sit here," he said and guided Lime to the chair before he went in search of a candle stub and a single match which he used to light up the den. Once two more candles were found and lit, there was enough light for both Lime to look around her suroundings and Chesire to see if she had any wounds.

Lime found that they were infact under the tree, seeing as how there were thick roots in the dirt walls and thin roots hanging from the ceiling. The smell of the earth clung to her nose as she continued to scan her eyes arond the almost round room to see the entrance was right in front of her. To her far right looked to be a small bed...or at least a nest of pillows and blankets (which was calling out to her to that moment to lay down and just close her eyes). To her left and nearly behind her was another door but this one led to a small closet, she knew this because the door was partally open and she could see one side was shelves while the other was a rack that had various garmets...or cloth. Other than the chair she sat on, there were only a few other peices of furniture. A bamboo looking hutchet unit stood near the closet, it was three feet taller than her and twice as wide as her. She could see that there were various jars, dishes and things placed on the shelves and gods only knew was being kept in the drawers and cupboards below. To her right was a small table on which sat the three candles which were placed in what looked to be a pie tin and scooted closer as Chesire approached Lime and looked over her skin with a frown.

"What's wrong?" she asked.
"You've been cut, must have been the glass," Chesire said. Lime looked from him to the parts of her body that she could see without aid of a mirror and was surprised to find that there were various cuts on her body from having crashed through the glass...it was at the same time that she noticed that she was still naked.

'I must have dropped those gloves back at the house...' Lime started to think when Chesire took hold of her right hand where there was a thin cut on the top. Lime looked up at him and was surprised when he gently licked the wound, which sent strange shivers up her back.

"May I ask, what you are doing?" she asked, almost nervously.
"Cleaning the wounds," he said before he continued his way up her arm.
"Don't you have any ointment?"
"No, this is the best I can do," he said as he licked a cut on her elbow.
"I see, why don't I just..." she started but was soon cut off by his finger on his lips.
"Let me take care of it this time," he said, in an soothing low tone of voice he hadn't used before. Lime couldn't help but stare back for a moment before she finally nodded in agreement and she just sat there in silence as his tounge traveled around her body, cleaning all those little cuts.

"Chesire," Lime said once he reached her back.
"Yes?" he asked.
"Was that...the Alice?" Lime asked and he stopped.
"She was, wasn't she?" she asked.
"Yes," he simply said and she frowned.
"Then...what she said was true."
"What did she say?"
"That she's a queen and controls everyone here."
"Lime," he said right in her ear and she looked at him.
"She doesn't have that power, she only think she does."
"The dolls..."
"Aren't really dolls. They were once alive like you and me."
"What are you syaing?" Lime asked.

"When Alice went into the mirror, she did become a queen and she soon found out that she could turn the lving into toys. So, it was decided to give her a plot of land and a house to live in where she still lives to this day. It wasn't long afterwards that everyone here learned to steer clear of that house, unless they wanted to become another one of her playthings."

"I see, then if I hadn't cut those strings..."
"I would have ended up just another toy, like you would have."
"I'm not to sure about that."
"Why?"
"She said something about a 'special playmate'. I think after all this time of being alone, she wanted someone real to play with," Lime said with a frown. Chesire raised a eyebrow at this for Lime was the first person he ever knew to think of Alice not as a deranged child but a lonely little girl...maybe there was hope for her yet. But for the moment, he pushed that thought aside as he returned to Lime's skin. He wasn't just licking the wounds but he was enjoying the taste of her skin as well, which had a faint citrus taste to go with the scent of her hair. Her mother was right to name her Lime. Then his tounge came up her right shoulder and near her neck when she took in a sharp breath to hide the moan he heard in her throat.

With that, he changed his licks to kisses that trailed up her neck to her lips as he gently pulled her head back by taking a handful of her pale green hair with his left hand while his right hand snaked up and began to fondle her breast. He soon let go of her hair to fondle the other breast as the kiss depen and Lime's right hand roamed to his nether regions to stroke his length to attention. The two continued these motions untill both began to get wet in their nether regions and he led her over to the nest bed where she was laid on her back.

"Are you ready for me?" he asked as he stradled himself over her body. She only nodded and opened her legs as he spread them furthur open with his knees before he placed the tip of his length at her entrance. With a single sharp thrust, he was inside of her and her virginity was taken away by this single action. Lime felt the sting of pain inside of her but the only indication she gave of this was a small gasp that made him stop and look at her in concern.

"Are you alright?" he asked.
"Yes," she said with a reassuring smile, "please continue." He stared into her eyes for a moment, looking deep into her to see if this was true. Lime could only stare back and wait untill he found his answer and began the cycle of pulling out and thrusting back into her slicked vagina. They started out slow but the tempo quickly increased and Lime found her breath quicking with it. Time became irrelevant as the feeling of pleasure built up in side the two of them as Lime held on to him with her arms while she attempted to spread her legs more so as to allow more him in as he came inside him self for the first time that night. It wasn't long after this that Lime came for the first time that night with a loud moan as she arched her back against him. He stopped his motions as he looked down at her with a frown.

"Is that all?" he asked, sounding a tad upset.
"No," she said with a smile as she lifted herself up to place her lips by his ears, "I'm good to go for the rest of the night."

"Well then," he said as he pulled out himself out of her, "Maybe we can change positions then."
"What were you thinking of?" she asks hes he moved off of her.
"Something that requires less laying down," he said and did a twirling around motion with his hand. She grinned and rolled over onto her stomach before she lifted herself up onto her hands and knees. He took hold of her hips his hands before he entered her once more. This time, there wasn't as much pain...or formalities. Rather than starting slow, he went in fast and hard to reach the desired orgasim that wanted to burst out of him. Yet Lime was caught off guard by this and her body was racing to catch up to his as she let out low moans of muddled pleasure. This only served to make Lime ever weter and he came inside once more, he knew that he would be bursting soon...but he didn't want it like this.

"Lime, turn around."
"What?" she asked between moans.
"I want see your face," he said.
"I see. Well, if you'll bear with me I know a different position," she said. He frowned and stopped once more. Yet when he was about to pull out she stopped him and shook her head no as she pushed back onh him to sit down. Then, ever so slowly, she turned around while he was still inside of her. The twisting motion was like a slow torture for the both of them but patientce persavered and Lime was finally face to face with Chesire.

"Now," she said as she wrapped her arms around his shoudlers, "where were we?"
He smiled as his arms snaked around her waist before he began to thrust upwards into her only to be pleasently surprised by the fact that gravity brought her back down on him. He returned to his sharp fast thrust as she hugged her legs around his waist while she attempted to meet his thrusts. Wave after wave of pleasure hit their bodies as they felt the heat build up inside. Then, at the right moment, time seemed to stop as they came together. Lime once more arched her back into him as she held him tight as her inner muscles clamped down on him. His seed erupted deep inside of her as his fangs sank into the right side of her neck, the pain merely an after thought to the princess as the whole world first began a white abyss that slowly fadded into a green color.

"Lime," she heard his voice gasp and she realized that she was down from her moment of orgamic bliss and saw that there was a green light coming from between their bodies. She moved back a bit and the two were surprised to find what looked to be a small star. As Chesire just stared at it, Lime reached up for it with both her hands. As her hands got closer to the light, it became dimmer and soon revealed a silver ring with a green starlight gem encrusted on it. The ring hovered for a moment before it fell into her waiting hands.

"What is it?" Chesire asked, almost entranced by the gem that glittered in the candlelight.
"It's a Rainbow Ring," Lime said.
"A what?" he asked.
"Rainbow Ring. There are five others like this. Pink, blue, white, black and red. These rings are sent out to the six people who are destined to become a special group of cupids known as the Rainbow Guard. Their duty it to protect the royal fmaily and to spread love where ever they go."

"I see, then this must make you a cupid," he said with a smile.
"Really? Why's that?"
"First off, you have spread love...to me," he said as he held her chin with his left hand and he kissed her, which made her blush.

"And, because you have this ring."
"This ring...this ring!" Lime gasped and jumped up.
"What's the excitment all about?"
"Don't you see? My family must have released the rings from their box and this means that they need my help," Lime said.

"Your help?"
"Yes, this means that I must return to my home now," Lime said seriously and turned to put on the ring.
"No!" he shouted and pounced on her.
"Chesire!" Lime gasped in fright.
"You're mine and I refuse to let you go off into danger like this," he growled.
"I can't stay, my family needs me," she retorted.
"So I do Lime! So you're not leaving."
"No!" Lime shouted back as she tried to squirm away but he grabbed onto her wrists to stop her. As the two struggled, a bright flash of green light came from the ring and Lime vanished from Wonderland only to appear in the etherspace between the dimensions. There, she curled up into a fetal position and wept herself into a healing sleep that attempted to sooth away all the memories of her nightmare adventure in Wonderland...

The end?